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Thán ([personal profile] hohnkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-12-02 06:54 pm

december event log

Who: Everyone
When: December 1st and on
Where: The Midway Hub.
What: With the Moira destroyed, the crew travel to the center of the Hub.
Warnings: Potential violence. Lots and lots and lots of walking. Please label your content


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the outer gate
"Open up, and let them in."

The Moira is no more.

With the damage done to the ship due to the timeslip, all that remains is a burning wreckage and parts to be taken—if the crew can find anything in the pieces. Recovery and headcounts are the main objective for the first several hours of being planetside, and once things have settled just enough, Captain Ira calls for a meeting and addresses those who are able in person to explain the situation. He draws a rough map of the area and explains where he believes they are - according to the terrain - and where they must go. For anyone who’s listening, he describes things like an “Outer Gate”, an “Inner Gate” and “gate sectors”. Believing this to be the best course of action, all crew are asked to explore and gather what they think they’ll need to make the long journey towards the central point of the Hub. Because the MIDs are no longer working due to the lack of a network, the Captains distribute a newer tech called the TAB. It serves the same functions as the MID but is lighter, slimmer, and has the ability to stick to any surface.

WELCOME TO THE MIDWAY HUB






Now that the smoke from the crash has cleared, and injured crew have been tended to, the Captains get everyone ready for departure by explaining what they know of the Hub. Almost stone-like, the creators built a domed workspace in the largest solid space on the planet they could find. Gates are the only way inside, and anyone who catches a glimpse of the compound will see that parts of the dome are cracked. Yet, everything still appears to be relatively intact. The Midway Hub’s terrain is very rocky and difficult to walk on at times. Below the surface is a honeycomb of intermittently dense and brittle stone that makes travel difficult due to the unpredictable nature of what lies beneath the crew’s feet. Those who can develop the tech from what’s left of the debris might be able to create something to determine which route is the safest. Ships and small crafts can be used to fly, but landing is a problem—rocks jut up in sharp peaks and the clearer spots can't handle their weight. Vegetation is sparse, consisting of twisted dark gray thistles that have sprung up from cracks in the rock and burn when in direct contact with skin, and what could be considered small animals here can be seen scurrying away the closer crew get to them.

WEEK ONE
Crew are asked to hook cryo beds together and to use any appropriate vehicles that can be made or fashioned to fit the terrain to carry injured crew on the journey to the center of the Hub. Supplies are gathered, and the Captains, as well as any crew who want to, give the Moira a proper sendoff, heads bowed as they say goodbye to what’s been their home. Traveling starts out slowly, a line of a hundred-plus crew members making their way slowly forward. Stops are frequent, but camping for rest only occurs at night. Crew are assigned watch shifts, fires are built, injured tended to, and those who are able are asked to explore nearby caves and hunt for food.

Something akin to deer, though striped and only to be found in pairs, can be stumbled across at night. Throngs of dark purple mammels begin to follow the Moirans on their trip as well. They are friendly, curious, and eat the thistle. Meet the intelligent, watchful predators that aren’t easily scared away and follow the crew from a distance as if waiting to pounce. The thistle can be eaten, but only if cooked first, and those who sample the chewy plant raw will experience a burning sensation in their throat that doesn’t go away until the cooked version is consumed. During the first week, water can’t be found.

Anyone who does hunt, gather, or explore should make sure to that their TABS are on and it’s suggested that nobody goes alone.

Nearing the end of the first week, an Ingress can be spotted close by that crew can explore. If anyone dares to go inside, they will find the texture of the ground and surrounding walls to be rather soft. If inspected closely, crew will discover that what they originally thought to be rock is actually a living organism that’s fed off the energy of the Ingress it’s attached itself to. It’s not harmful and squishy to the touch. If pressed hard enough, it secretes a turquoise liquid with the consistency of water that might make a good substitute for that very thing.
WEEK TWO
When crew finally pass through the sector gates, a strange sensation encompasses them, and a depowering of sorts goes into effect. The creators put in security measures meant to put all visitors on equal footing as well as to protect themselves from harm. All crew will essentially have the strength and abilities of the average human. An unforeseen issue, this causes Captain Thán to slip into a coma as he is no longer able to continue to recover at a steady pace, and with the loss of the former Captain’s abilities, crew can no longer be brought back if they die. For the first time, all Moirans are subject to permanent death.

During this week of travel, broken ingress machines and parts will be found scattered among the rocks, and new crew will come through. Unfortunately, these Ingresses aren’t in good shape, and anyone coming through will be in varying states of distress—some physical and some mental. New individuals will either have suffered an age slip, growing older or younger than their original body, some form of body transformation (perhaps that shiny thing they were wearing is now part of them somehow), or an extreme weakness they had never been subjected to before arriving on the Midway Hub. The new people will be offered to join their group, once found, and seasoned crew will be asked to explain to them where they are going and what they know.

The rest of the week will be a mix of greeting the new arrivals and continuing to travel to the center of the Hub. The closer they get, the less frequently they’ll see animals, and more caves will begin to pop up.
WEEK THREE
Entering the third week of travel, settlements and houses begin to crop up and are prime areas for exploration and general supplies. Those who go inside may find items that have been left behind and evidence showing that those of varying species and cultures lived in the homes. Some appeared to have been scientists while others were explorers, but all living quarters are deserted. Crew who are less lucky in their search might come away with no fresh supplies, and others might walk into traps or safeguards left behind by previous tenants; these come in many forms, from mild paralysis to temporary unconsciousness. As there are more residences, there are also more caves. The entrances vary in size, and light sources will be needed to explore. Once inside, crew can find purple underwater streams, which can be consumed, and glowing surfaces. When crew drink the water, it temporarily restores powers, a few minutes tops, and then, extreme lethargy settles in for a couple of hours.

Further into the cave systems, crew will come across these lovely creatures that are attracted to sound and track through scent. They are highly dangerous and attack simply to feed. Killing them, though, is surprisingly simple as they are just as vulnerable and weak as everyone else. They are vicious in demeanor but only as strong as an average human.

The closer to the Inner Gate crew get, the less homes, wildlife, and more caves there will be.
WEEK FOUR
The Captains, aware that the crew is exhausted, stop and make camp for the first few days. Someone mentions that it’s the holidays where they’re from, and the Captains do their best to throw a party. Set up at the base of a cave, tents are built and fires roar. Soft music is played in the form of guitar, thank you Ira, and Cúrre brings out some legumes that taste like cherries when roasted. There isn’t much in the way of decorations, but crew are encouraged to dig through their pac-discs and contribute to the festivities.

After a brief respite, crew learn that the entrances to Gate A and Gate B are inside one of the caves but any signs or markings have long since worn away or been destroyed. Groups are split, TABS are synced, and crew explore carefully until an entrance is found. Crew discover Gate A first, and all crew are contacted to gather there. The Captains will remain at the cave entrance until all crew are accounted for, and then, they’ll enter through the gate together.

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Late week two

[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-07 09:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Fareeha has mostly started to keep her distance from 76, being involved in her own tribulations of the journey, but also having come to the conclusion that there was nothing to be gained from picking at him.]

[Still, seeing him struggle with anything was an oddity - especially after how quickly he had extracted her from the tree weeks earlier. After a moment of hesitation, she approaches him and clears her throat as she gets close.]

Do you require assistance?

[Because it's totally looking that way to her. But she's still trying to be polite.]
mylawn: (hhraaghrngh)

[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-08 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[76 is about as proud as he is stubborn, and right now he's content to exist in denial that he might just be tired. He already knows he doesn't heal as quickly as he did at twenty-five, and he attests the fact that his knee isn't at 100 percent to that. The rest of it, however, is difficult to put his finger on. He barely remembers what it was like to be a normal human, incapable of pushing himself past normal human limits.

In being unable to admit his current state to himself, however, he's not exactly interested in accepting help from others.
]

I don't.

[76 sort of wonders what kind of answer she expected.]

Wondering why you're offering.
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-08 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's pretty much exactly the response she'd expected, but that still didn't stop her from giving him a look of skepticism. You may be fooling yourself about your own strength, old man, but in that, at least, you're not fooling her.]

I offer my help where I see it is needed,

[Matter-of-fact. She's not amused by his stubborness if there's a chance it's going to get him lost or killed.]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-08 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
And it ain't needed.

[He hefts his gun, still not accustomed to how much heavier it feels--even if it makes sense. The pulse rifle was designed to be used by enhanced soldiers like him, and it's been a very long time since it felt uncomfortable in his hands. The way he still has to favor one leg over the other certainly isn't helping his situation.

But he's pathologically bull-headed and it's going to take more than an offer of help for Fareeha to crack him.
]

Got something else you can busy yourself with?
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-09 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
I guess I could wait around to cart your corpse back to camp when you invariably due from stubbornness.

[She crosses her arms and shrugs, as of it makes no difference to her.]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-09 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
You'll be waiting a long time.

[That much he's sure of, and she has to know that, which raises another question.]

Do you actually want something from me?
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-10 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not so sure about that.

[She pauses. thinking. She's come to expect this sort of strong stoic man rhetoric from him at this point, but knowing it was coming didn't make it any less annoying.]

To let me help you. We all need a helping hand not and again.

[Like, you know, when certain people are stuck in trees, for example.]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
You don't owe me anything.

[For pulling her out of a tree. 76 certainly doesn't want Fareeha to feel obligated, or act like she needs to repay him, somehow. She can do that by simply getting off his back, especially given his current state.]

If that's what this is about.
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-11 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Fareeha softens a bit, chancing a small smile,]

I would hope we don't live in a world where people only give help if they expect something in return. I am asking because that's what I do; I help people. [She shakes her head,] That, you cannot bully out of me.
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-11 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Plenty of other people that need it more than me.

[The sentiment is clear--or at least he hopes it is. There are plenty of other injured or in need of assistance. Don't waste time on him.]
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-12 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
And I have been getting to them as I see them.

You may irritate me, but you are no less important than anyone else on this trek.

[Stubborn as her mother.]
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-13 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Flattery won't get you anywhere.

[Said dryly, but perhaps that's supposed to be a joke. He hefts his gun and takes a few deliberate steps away, making it clear that he's going to leave.]
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-13 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head and chuckles, but doesn't move.]

I wasn't trying to flatter you. It's not always about you. Sometimes, it's about everyone.
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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-14 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Doesn't he know that--but 76 is committed to this, which means that he won't betray any feelings he might share with her, continuing his exit with little fanfare.]

Watch your back.
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2016-12-14 02:10 am (UTC)(link)

Is that a threat?

[she didn't think it was, simply because he seemed to go out if his way to ignore her.]

[But maybe she was hitting his limit?]

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[personal profile] mylawn 2016-12-14 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Advice. Worry about yourself.

[But he raises a hand, perhaps in farewell.]